ALEXIt was hard for me to remain calm when Philip Corbin called me, suggesting hiring Sarah to design the interiors for our hotels. Why hadn't I thought about it sooner? Not only would she be perfect for this project, but it also gave me a chance to keep her by my side. I'd agreed before he finished the sentence. Some sort of wicked excitement grew within me. Knowing that she had already accepted Corbin's proposal to work on this project felt even better. With the first spot obtained, including Sarah in the project, and getting Liam's hair sample, I thought that this day couldn't get any better. Then she appeared in front of my office…Her glowing eyes, the gentle blush on her cheeks, and her parted lips easily betrayed her nervousness. Her chest rose and fell shakily, even though she did everything she could to keep her composure. My eyes roamed down, appreciating the way her lilac female suit wrapped around her delicious curves. It took less than three heartbeats for my dick to swe

Jeanette's threat played in my mind on repeat until the blood in my veins turned into acid. Perhaps I should have been frightened that she would act even before I could get close to her fiancé again, but what I felt was a lot of anger, heavily coated with frustration. I knew that Alex was supposed to marry her. I was more than aware that he had already been taken, no matter how many times he proved to be unaffected by his relationship. But this wasn't about me; it was about my son. Liam was Alex's blood, and Jeanette had no right to forbid Alex from finding out about his son. Of course, what Alex would do with that knowledge was a completely different matter…My uneasiness lasted throughout the day, and even after I silenced it with a glass of wine in the evening, it resurfaced early in the morning. My imagination—additionally fed by Korean dramas and Lakorns—ran wild, sending me thousands of different scenarios of what turning my life into hell might look like. But then I asked mysel

ALEXMy eyes studied Sarah, trying to grasp what was inside her mind. Her chest heaved and fell erratically. Her hands went up, landing just about her cleavage. Her fingers splayed wide as if she were protecting her heart. Suddenly, she rose to her feet. “I… I can't,” she murmured, her body twisting toward the door.I knew what she was trying to do, but I would not let her escape this time. As her eyes targeted the exit, I leaped in front of her, blocking her way. “Please, Sarah… I need to know, what are you afraid of?”A dry laugh escaped her. “I don't even know where to start. First of all, I don't trust you. I do believe that you want Liam in your life though. He is an amazing kid, and you would be a fool if you didn't want to be his father. But me? I fear that I'm just a convenient extra.”My hands fisted at my sides. “You're not an extra.”She shook her head, her eyes glittering with unshed tears. “I don't believe you,” she whispered, lowering her head.I gently grasped her chin

ALEX I lifted Sarah in my arms and carried her to the bathroom. She curled up in my embrace, slightly propping her forehead on my chest as if she were too worn out to keep it lifted. I gently put her into the bathtub filled with warm water and joined her, positioning her between my legs as I sat behind her. She leaned her back against me, and as I looked down at her, I saw her lips curving into a tired smile. Then I dipped my head lower, savoring the sight of the swells of her marvelous breasts caressed by water. Slowly, I closed my arms around her, and she let out a soft hum of appreciation. If this was a dream, I didn't want to wake up anytime soon. We let our intimate moment last until she relaxed, releasing some of the tension from her strained muscles. I didn't go easy on her. My want was too powerful to control. Now I had to take care of her, but I would gladly carry her in my arms for the rest of my days if she needed me to. I pulled her into my arms again, drying her with tow

ALEX“The eleventh person had just died in the hospital,” Grayson said after he put down the phone. Three days had passed since the catastrophe, and there were still seven people lying in the hospital in less than stable condition.I hit the table with my fist and cursed. Matthew Christopherson, the construction manager, four supervisors, six engineers, Grayson, and I were sitting in the conference room, trying to establish all the facts. I rose to my feet. My eyes went around the table as I met everyone's gaze. “Could someone explain to me what the fuck happened up there?”Matthew worked his jaw before facing me. “The southern wall cracked at the top. Then a few more cracks followed, fracturing the wall, breaking the floor, and finally causing three floors to collapse in the entire area of the southern wing.”I drew a heavy breath, barely containing the fury raging within me. "When did it all start?" I asked and saw everyone lowering their gazes. “Were those cracks even reported befo